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It’s not sexual, but it is harassment.
Gus watches from his hunting perch. He knows that the prey is there. He can smell it, hear it… He’s just waiting on his hunting partner to fulfill his end of the deal. Gus could easily handle this on his own, but when training a companion, it pays to be slow, especially when dealing with the limited capabilities of your “chosen” “assistant.” Rodge was neither Gus’s first choice (second third or fourth either), nor was he a particularly capable assistant, but somehow Rodge seemed to make the choice, which is against the order of things. Regardless, Gus was stuck with who he had, and all things considered, there were some unexpected benefits to Rodge. Who would have expected the talons? Claws? (“What are those things called in this case? I’ve not seen digits that function that way often,” Gus thinks to himself) would be so damn useful? Sadly though Rodge was absolutely terrible at sneaking and seemed almost blind most of the time. “At least he is able to take commands well enough to distract our targets, maybe one day he will be more useful than startling birds out of the undergrowth while hunting, and it’s not as though I need him to carry me around and rub my tummy with those…! Fingers, they’re called fingers!”
Gus Gato the awakened bobcat and Rodge the useless human ranger, druid companion pet
Does rooting no longer require specialized hardware?
If you put the exclamation before Ottawa like an inequality in programming, does it become Nottowa?